I'm so sorry! I am the worst author of all time! I hope you forgive me!

ugh, what am I thinking! To repay you guys, I will just get into the chapter. ENJOY, EVERYONE!

Unknown POV

"Is it still intact?"the General asked, glaring down at the scientist. He quickly nodded, cowering under the General's harsh stare. "Yes! According to the tracking device, Ella is moving at fast speeds, traveling south from the United States,"he chattered in a slightly high-pitched voice out of fear.

The General nodded, leaning onto his stool in the center of the facility, satisfied. "I see. Very well, then. I suggest you bring out the droids. I want ten of your best scientists to test and verify that they are complete and ready,"he said. The scientist started to protest, saying that the droids were only the prototypes. The General cut him off with a sharp click of his tongue. "We cannot accept that. Setrakus Ra the Great cannot accept tardiness. You must complete this task as soon as possible. They must be ready. When we find their next safehouse destination, we will most likely be able to finish most of them off,"the General said, a nasty smirk on his face that would've scared any normal human half to death.

But the scientist was not any human. He had been under the influence of the Mogs for so long that it was surprising that he did not consider himself a Mog scientist. He knew he wasn't. He knew he was Jonathan Pitts from the state of Washington. He knew he used to have a wife, a two-year old son who was twelve right now. He knew his eight-year old daughter was in college now. He knew that his dog, who had been his long-life friend, was dead. He knew, he knew, he knew. The worst part was how he remembered clearly each and every moment of which he spent with his family. Setrakus knew this, too, and he saw it as the scientist's weakness. Setrakus was, in short, pure evil. He could destroy anyone's very being, twisting their mind.

Jonathan Pitts knew it, too. The Mogs may have tried to suck every memory from his brain, but it was still there, clear as daylight. On the note of daylight, the last time Jonathan had seen daylight was eight years ago. This fact absolutely horrified him.

He sighed, focusing his eyes on the computer in front of him. Everyday, he prayed to God that the Loric would rescue him and destroy the Mogs. When he had first agreed to join Malcolm, he had merely been curious. If he had known his life would turn into this, he definitely would've refused to agree with Malcolm.

The General padded out, a grim smile on his face.

"Arkus!"

Jonathan turned, calling the young and newly recruited scientist from the Mog colony. He was young and naïve, but brilliant nonetheless.

"The General's commands. Please assemble our best scientists. I suppose the rankings are listed in the Council Room nextdoor this facility. Then tell them to meet here immediately,"Jonathan commanded. Arkus nodded quickly, bowing in the Mog custom before racing out to heed the commands of the General. He sighed, slumping into his seat.

The droids...were absolutely the most terrible invention in the world.

The scientist wearily walked to the facility that could only be acessed by a select few. He was one of them, with the code branded into his hand. If killed or knocked unconcious, the code would be disabled and disappear forever. He scanned the code on his arm and watched the metallic door slide open immediately. Entering, he winced, seeing the bright surgical lights. Once he entered, he beheld the most terrifying invention of all time.

The Droids.

Or, more correctly, modified human children with enhanced strength and abilities.

He gazed over at the array of children in the tubes filled with a special liquid formula that helped increase their abilities. The air mask that was connected to a tank of perfectly filtered oxygen was wrapped around each of their face's, allowing them to breathe. With chips directly connected to the brains, the child droids' chips were hooked to each of their nerves, making sure that none of them would be capable of betrayal. If that ever did happen, all of them would probably die from the thousand volt shock.

He shuddered, seeing some of the same features he had seen in his children. Cherubic faces, with blond, black, red, or brown hair. All of them were children. None of them should have ever deserved this fate.

One of the droids' eyes opened. It was a small girl, no older than six. She blinked, eyes adjusting to the bright lighting. Squinting, her brain processed the scientist dressed in his white lab coat before her. She moved through the liquid she floated in, reaching out, only to press glass. The obvious emotion of disappointment was displayed clear on her face. The scientist was caught in a fit of surprise. This one had emotions!

He watched the child's reactions, studying her.

She had curly jet black hair that curled around the nape of her neck. Her hair glittered in the water, looking almost purple. Her eyes were emerald green, shining with curiosity and intelligence. Her skin was tannish, highlighting her dark hair. Had the droid processing not worked? This girl seemed normal! With all of the emotions, there was something definitely wrong. Jonathan made it his mission to make sure that the girl lived.

That meant testing her and lying that she was a perfect droid.

That meant risking his life for this girl.

Jonathan realized why he was so willing to do this. There was just a tiny spark. There was a spark of hope in him all along, and now it was burning brilliantly in him. Because of this girl, Johnathon actually felt human again. For the first time in a very long time, Jonathan felt like there was a chance to defeat the Mogs because of this small defect in the system.

He would do whatever it took to help this girl.

"I'll take these droids here,"Jonathan said in a pompous and important tone, herding the children in the green-eyed girl's section of the Droid lab to him. Section 8. No one questioned him as he walked of with the droids walking perfectly behind him.

There were fifteen of them in all, and each of them were emotionless as ever. Each of them excluding the green-eyed girl. Jonathan walked to his testing room. Each scientist had their own testing room.

Jonathan looked at the girl. "Can you hear me?"he asked her. The girl blinked, hesitating, before nodding. "Yes,"she said in a high and silky voice. It was soft, but it seemed to vibrate through the entire room. "Good,"he said, nodding in approval. "You're different. And that's special. Very good. Now, listen. You must obey every single command you are given. You must blend in. If you are told to kill, do it. Until the time is right, you must be kept hidden."

Jonathan continued to explain to the girl, testing the others at the equipment. He was already used to the functioning of the machines, and he worked with a fluidity that only a well-trained person in his position could work. Seeing the other fourteen, the droids were perfect. They obeyed everything.

Soon, the girl seemed and acted just like the rest. A droid. Besides the twinkle in her green eyes, Jonathan could not tell the difference between her and any of the others.

There was hope for Earth yet. Despite Lorics betrayals, there may have been some sliver of a chance that Earth would not fall. Earth would destroy the Mogs.

AGAIN, I AM SOOOO SORRY! KILL ME NOW (well, try not to...)

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